On the East Peak Mainland.
A man was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed on the holy altar suddenly opened his eyes. His expression slowly turned ugly and an eerie sneer formed on the corners of his lips.
"Someone has touched my formation!"
He laughed icily as ridicule spread throughout his face, "The Black Tortoise, Lingxiao. You once rejected the offer to become this Holy One's mount. As a result, you had been left to waste your life away in the formation created by this Holy One! Nobody would be able to help you!"
"Anyone who tries will die!"
Boom!
In the middle of the white light, Gu Ruoyun could feel a powerful force smashing into her chest. She staggered back and a trickle of blood began to flow from the corner of her lips. At this moment, she cared about nothing else and hurriedly used all of her willpower to resist the attack from the opposition's formation.
"AAAARRGGHH!!!"
